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Mountains And My Dawn!
Mountains call me from mystic terrains
a prayer comes from divine heart
wild flowers fall on discreet dreams
dews on garden flowers
fragrance brings placid breeze
docile numinous dreams arrive
clouds fly on confused confines
tremors shrivel on stiff caverns
listen, calm my ocean dear
hide you treasures of mine so deep
wait, wait I come back soon
impede not until I liberate my soul
allow me to go on my part of earth
allow me to reach my dawn in style
mountains call me from distant terrains
allow me to walk till I climb its peak
allow me to embrace my dawn in grace.
© Rema Prasanna
August 2,2008
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Rema Prasanaa
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